A/N: Sorry it took so long guys, my internet has been out but lucky you I've written two chapters in it's absence ... so I hope you enjoy .. triple shots of Awesome Sauce for reviewers!

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Cas was everywhere, which in retrospect he should have seen coming. It's not like they weren't constantly thrown together before. He just never noticed it like this. Now, it was like a bright neon sign hanging over his head. There was no possibility of missing him or not seeing him wet, naked, and several other things depending on location. Dean was cursed with a semi permanent erection. Normally, he'd put on that cocky smile that says I'd like to have really hot sex with you tonight. He couldn't do that with Cas though. Not only for emotional reasons he didn't want to delve into, but also because the dude was EVERYWHERE. The last thing he needed was that amount of after-sex tension in his life.

It all started when he stepped out in that stupid towel, looking so fucking ... fuckable. Dean always liked Cas, he'd be the first to admit it. He thought he was smart, and friendly, and maybe a little awkward. But he was Cas, and that was a pretty cool thing to be in Dean's book. Now, he wasn't Cas anymore, well he was that too... obviously. But he was so much more, he was all those things Dean liked about Cas before AND he was ... SEXY! Not just handsome, or beautiful, or hot. He was always that,... now he was... It's hard to describe. It's just like a switch flipped in his brain, and now he couldn't stop imagining what Castiel would look like in the throws of passion.

Cas stepped out onto his porch in his bathrobe and slippers, something he'd seen a thousand times. Only now, instead of just seeing his neighbor bending over to pick up the paper, he saw Castiel bent over in front of him, sweaty and panting his name. He nearly ran back in his house to keep his (already awake in the morning) cock from leaking out. He ran upstairs and only had to stroke a couple times before he was cumming hard and with Cas's name on his lips.

Then there was work yesterday, at WORK for Christ's sake. Dean was as adventurous as the next guy he thought, but he'd never imagined himself jerking off at work. It wasn't his fault though, Cas had a little bit of a staring problem. Dean was positive it was because he'd been acting strange as hell lately, after all, he'd never noticed it before. But when those piercing blue eyes dug into him, his brain immediately shuffled up imaginary scenarios. For instance, Castiel on his knees in front of him looking up so trusting and loving as he sucks him down. Another fine example his brain gave him was Castiel in the shower up against the wall, with his hair all stuck up again. His legs wrapped tightly around Dean's waist begging for him to go faster and harder.

To be honest, it was getting out of control. He was taking cold showers at least twice a day, and jacking off more than he did when he first discovered it. It was one thing to have his mind reduced to that of a twelve year old boy, but now to have his body responding the same way was driving him insane. He wanted so badly to be proud of himself for still having it like that, but with his body getting hard a the tiniest thought, it wasn't easy to do. He could see Cas loosen his tie, and he'd have to bite his lip to keep from moaning. He was completely and utterly screwed.

"Sammy I need your help,"

"Hello Dean! I'm really good thanks for asking, How are you?"

"Real funny Sammy! I'm serious. Its ugh... you know.. not sex problems."

"Well there's your problem Dean, you're a grown ass man who can't manage to say the word Romance or Relationship."

"Sam this is me, being serious I need help."

"Is it Cas?"

"Yeah, he's driving me... wait.. WHAT? Why would you think it's Cas?"

"Dean a blind, deaf, dumb man could see you're in love with the guy. I can't believe you tried to set us up in the first place. I mean he's a great guy, but not at all my type."

"Well I just thought you'd have a lot in common, you're both smart and you eat healthy stuff..."

"Dean, while I admit an IQ higher than someone's age is typically attractive to me, that is not even remotely the most important quality or the only one for that matter. Oh and for the record, the fact that we both eat salads was not going to make us slow motion run into each other's arms. That's not real life Dean!"

"Well excuse me, Princess ...Wait...You know what no.. you'd be fucking lucky to go out with someone like Cas. He's awesome and you can kiss my ass!"

"You're right I would, but unfortunately he's not interested in me."

"Oh God, I'm sorry Sammy... is he straight or something? Cause I could have swore I remember him talking to one of the girls about an ex boyfriend."

"No Dean, just seems to be interested in a different kind of guy, you know like one who maybe doesn't eat salads dumb-ass! "

"Okay okay, it takes more than common food interests I got it! Damn get off my back... If he's not interested in you though, I don't stand a chance. Even I know, if you weren't my brother you're way out of my league! Well shit..."

"For starters, Damn Straight I'd be out of your league! Secondly, what difference would it make Dean, it's not like you're the relationship kind of guy right? You can't even say the word."

"Okay Sam you're only gonna hear this once so I'm gonna just say it, and you better listen up. Um I need to figure out how to make Cas like me.. or whatever. I really like him and not just in a sex way, but you know .. a relationship kind of way. Sammy, I could fall head over heels for this guy and I need to not screw it up."

"It's about damn time you admitted it. I'll be over later and we'll come up with a game plan okay?"

"Alright, Thanks Bitch."

"See ya later Jerk."